[Ororo waits a few beats, examining the smoldering ash of the former-dress to make sure it is indeed reduced to ash, before she turns to address the question asked of her - only to discover it was just a child. Oh. Now she feels a little bad - it was an unnecessarily violent display of anger, and a child had witnessed it... Ororo smiles apologetically.]
My apologies, little one. Everything's fine; it was not my intention to hurt anyone... Just to send a message. [She glances back at the still-smoldering dress.]
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My apologies, little one. Everything's fine; it was not my intention to hurt anyone... Just to send a message. [She glances back at the still-smoldering dress.]